Posts by Rylie

"Oh- okay. Thank you again." She dipped her head, and stood up onto her paws.

{yeah. no one has come by now to be the leader, so i think so.}

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Finally, a smart kit. thank you world.

;) I know all about herbs... i wanted to make my character smart but curious

Flutterpaw froze and held her breath for a second. Then she yowled triumphantly at her mentor's new title. 'My mentor is deputy!' she thought happily, and swished her tail.

"That's okay, I'd be eating like you if I hadn't eaten if two days, either." She assured with a friendly flick of her tail, and sat down with her tail wrapped around her paws. "So, what did Brightstar say about the adder? Do we get to kill it?!" She asked eagerly, un-sheathing her claws.

"Do we get to go now?" She leaped and batted at Redpelt's ears with sheathed claws playfully.

Frogfeather leaped back and pricked her ears. "What did you call me?" She challenged, swishing her tail with anger and embarrassment.

Frogfeather's ears pricked, and she turned her head to Redpelt and Softwing.
'where'd she come from?' Frogfeather thought, jealousy suddenly prickling through her fur.
Her eyes filled with sadness, she wasn't sure what Redpelt's answer would be, so she padded away a few steps, and sat down near the fresh-kill pile, just far enough away not to be a burden, but close enough to hear the answer.

Frogfeather still sat by the fresh-kill pile, and rested her head on her paws. "Why can't people just notice obvious things?" She mewed to herself, and let out a bored yawn. 'What happend to us going to kill those adders?' she lifted her head and looked over at Redpelt, noticing is well-over-due-for-a-grooming pelt. She sat up and started cleaning her face and muzzle with her paws.

Frogfeather looked over beneath her paw. "We're supposed to go kill some adders at Snakerocks! I'm sure you can come, if you want." She padded towards Redpelt and Scarflame.

(mouseys bye da sea? ;O)

"Alright! Okay, should we make a plan..?" She tilted her head, thinking. "Well. There really is no telling what adders will do, is there..?"
Frogfeather turned to Redpelt. "What do you think, Redpelt?" She mewed, caring about his opinion.

"Traps? Hmm.. well, I guess so... but my paws are just itching to fight them myself!" She bounced on her paws un-patiently.

Frogfeather un-sheathed her claws and started racing forward, then stopped in her tracks and looked back. "Come on, you slow-slugs!" She bounced on her paws, and then raced forward to exit the camp.

Frogfeather dodged trees, raced around rocks, and finally got to Snakerocks. "I really want to find that BIG one I saw earlier!" She sat down in a hunter's crouch, and drank in the scent.

Frogfeather perked her ears up, alarmed. She crept over towards the sound, and came to a shallow hole in the ground, where her paw slipped through. She yanked it out right as she felt sharp teeth pull a few hairs off her paw. "It's in there! I'm going to scare it out!" She hissed, and walked to the opposite side of the hole and peeked in upside-down.

The snake darted out of the hole, grasping Frogfeather's right ear in it's jaws. "Gah!" She yowled, sinking her claws in it's head to try to make it release it's burning, aching grip on her ear.

The adder writhed and thrashed its tail, biting harder on Frogfeather's ear. She let out a painful yowl, and pulled with her claws, trying to pry it's mouth open so her ear would be released.

ooc; alright i gtg doe
ic; Frogfeather gasped at the sudden stinging pain in her ear, but aimed a sharp blow at the middle of the adder's neck, causing it to hiss in pain, but it turn around and stroke at Scarflame, getting a good grip on its leg.

ooc~ back
ic~ Frogfeather leaped onto the adder, seeing as it was being held down by all the other cats, began looking for it's weak spot to seize it, clawing at random spots along it's body until she got up to it's neck. She'd never really fought and adder this large.... "Uh, do we claw it's neck, or.." She asked frantically, placing her paws, digging her claws in it's head, on the top of it's head, trying to hold it down.